Several days later, in a bustling island town in the North Blue.
Gern sat comfortably outside a café, then pulled out a small Den Den Mushi.
The call connected quickly, and the Den Den Mushi took on a furious expression complete with glasses.
"Hello, hello~ This is Gern, the hardworking, capable commander of G-10 Base and Admiral of Marine Headquarters, reporting a mission successfully completed. Is that my dear Fleet Admiral Sengoku?" Gern spoke into the Den Den Mushi in an outrageously theatrical tone.
As soon as he finished, Sengoku's roar came through, barely containing his fury. It was so loud that even Hawk-Eye beside him frowned slightly:
"Gern!!! You bastard! How much trouble have you caused me this time?!
Reports from the North Blue say there was a major incident of destruction on Dias Island, and witnesses saw you there!
Didn't you say you were only going to 'lend a little help'?!
That's your idea of 'a little'?! What the hell did you do?!"
Gern held the Den Den Mushi farther from his ear and picked at his ear, looking utterly unconcerned. "Come on, Fleet Admiral, don't get so worked up. High blood pressure's a real risk at your age. Didn't I complete the mission perfectly?"
"Perfectly?! Perfectly, my ass!" Sengoku nearly smashed his Den Den Mushi in anger. "I told you to protect Rosinante in secret, not tear down their base!
Now the entire North Blue Underworld is in an uproar! You must have scared that brat Doflamingo half to death! That'll put him on his guard and jeopardize our future plans, do you understand?!"
"Relax, relax~" Gern waved a hand as though Sengoku could see him. "Not only were the plans unaffected, they went exceptionally well.
I followed your instructions and gave them a 'little' demonstration of